Juniper
I had spent my entire life being introduced to my father's business associates and some of my husband’s high society friends, and without fail, they always spoke to me in those hushed, fragile voices. They treated my blindness like a tragedy and my presence like a delicate glass ornament that might shatter if they spoke too loudly.But Mac didn't.
He was a loud, boisterous, and funny guy who was completely unimpressed by Matias’s cold billionaire persona. He talked to me like I was just another one of the guys, throwing casual jokes and letting me roast Matias without holding back. It was utterly and beautifully refreshing. "So, let me get this straight," Mac was saying, leaning over the kitchen island as Matias served us a rustic Italian lunch he had ordered from our favorite t
